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Thurgil's blog, such as it is.
Wednesday, December 01, 2004
Kittens were never meant to fly
Thanksgiving was very groovy, I got to see a lot of family and both my lil sis and mom had birthdays. My sis is now 20, and I'll still beat the living snot out of anyone who messes with her or so much as looks at her crosseyed. Like Jake, whom I owe many a beating for many a reason. My cousin (actually 2nd cousin (actually his wife)) just had baby, another girl (this makes 3) whom they've named Madison. So thats ver cool. Work is going along well I suppose, actually its like you took a big box, put a couple of angry kittens into it w/ a lot of those little metal twisty puzzles, told them to solve the puzzles, then shook the box up good and proper. Paul is ver tired, see Paul sleep, sleep Paul sleep.
